The Art Gallery

[SexyChele]

OOC: Sorry, but this is a closed thread between SexyChele and some one who knows who he is

IC: I wake up to the sound of rain thrumming against the roof and against the windows. Rolling over, I look out at the window and sigh. I glance at the clock on the table by the bed - 8 am.

I sit up and stretch, looking very much like a cat. I draw the blankets up around my chin to ward off the semi-chill in the room. I glance at the fireplace, but then - who lits a fire at 8 in the morning? I look at the window once again, and think of the plans I had for that day - now ruined.

I had decided to take a few days off from the hustle and bustle that is Boston to this quiet piece of Maine coastline for a 3 day "mini-vacation". Fall was almost over, the tourists gone, and I had gotten a wonderful deal on this bed and breakfast. I hadn't planned on rain.

Crawling out from between the sheets, I rushed to the shower and let the hot water rush over me. Drying quickly, I slip on a pair of jeans and a sweater, before putting on my boots. Running a brush quickly through my long auburn hair, I hurry downstairs for breakfast.

Because the season is late, there is only one other couple staying at the B&B, and from the looks of things they are newlyweds. Looking out the window as I sip my coffee, the owner, Mrs. Bainbridge, sits next to me.

"What's up, Sam? You know we do get rain here, specially this time of the year."

Sighing, I look at her.

"Yes, I know. It's just I was hoping to go for that bike ride today, now I'm afraid you're stuck with me all day."

"Now, now, there's plenty to do - even when it rains. Why, you wouldn't know it, but we have a fine little art gallery right here in town! Oh, it's not big, mind you, but the man who runs it is an artist himself and we are quite proud of him. Maybe you should check it out?"

I smile as she leaves, and contemplate what my new plans might be. I sigh as I place the empty cup on the table. The newlyweds have long since disappeared and Mrs. Bainbridge is busy in the kitchen. The only sound the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway. Maybe a walk in the rain might not be that bad after all.

Slipping into my coat and selecting an umbrella, I open the door and step out into the downpour. Luckily, the town is quite small - just like many small New England towns. The B&B is at the southernmost tip of town and I start walking north, peering into store windows and greeting the few brave people out in the rain. Suddenly, my attention is arrested by a certain sight. In the window is a painting such that I have never seen before. The colors almost tones of sepia except for a bright spot of red in one corner. Standing in the rain I stare at the painting - well, pastel, really - unaware of the rain pouring around me. Looking up at the sign, I see that I have wandered onto the art gallery Mrs. Bainbridge spoke of. What could it hurt? Maybe I'll find something I like.

I open the door and step into the brightly lit gallery. I can tell almost at once that most of the paintings reflect the same style as the one in the window. A few different. All well done. I step from one painting to the next, admiring each in it's own right. From somewhere above me I hear a noise and glance up.

"Here, who's there? OH! Hello! Wasn't expecting any customers today, least not in weather like this."

I looked up at a man leaning over a railing. He seemed well-built, longish dark hair, slightly streaked with gray, full beard, and dancing eyes. I felt my cheeks blush slightly as I stared up at him.

"Uh, hello! I hope I'm not intruding, but Mrs. Bainbridge told me this gallery was a must see. I have to agree that what I see is quite impressive. Is the artist local?"

 

[ariosto]

"Hang on..."
The man disappeared.
"Bad weather... b'god.
Wasn't expectin' no one so early..."

"If it's a bad time, I..."
Sam began to turn back towards the door.

"Nope not bad atall. I'm just bein lazy...drinkin' coffee and wonderin' what the Hell I'm in the art business for anyway!"
His voice was New England but not as strong an accent as most she'd heard in the town.

"Hey you wanna cup."

"No thanks I'm a tea drinker."
The gallery was warm and cozy, she was beginning to feel comfortable...

"Tea will kill ya...better watch out fer that stuff."
Then the sound of footsteps pounding down the stairs and he was upon her.
Upon her was the right word for Earl Bannerman was a very big man.
She was five five and he topped by nearly a foot.
His body was broad and muscular. She could see more gray up close and his face showed the passing of a few years. She pegged him as late 40s maybe 50. In that faded flannel shirt and jeans he looked more like a lumberjack than an artist.

He stuck out his hand and she took it.
"Names Bannerman Miss, Earl Bannerman and I'm damned sorry I wasn't up and fresh t'greet ya, cause you are a pretty woman and not from around here...call me Jack most folks do."

With that he sat down behind a cluttered desk and
smiled.
He seemed awfuly gregarious for one of the locals who rarely gave her more than a grunt and a respectful leer.

"Uh Jack...(why Jack!?) My names Sam and I'm only in town for the weekend..."

"Damn shame."
He looked out the window and frowned.

"What...what's a damn shame?"

"That it's rainin cats an dogs outside an you can't go hikin' about."
He crossed his arms over his chest.
"Looks like your stuck here with me."

 

[SexyChele]

Looking at this big lug, there were fewer places I would rather be stuck in a rain storm. I slipped off my coat and sat in the only seat that wasn't cluttered with something on top. Accepting the coffee he gave me, I looked at "Jack" closely. It was hard not to like what one saw, and I blushed when I noticed he was staring back.

"I'm sorry, that was awfully rude, and I don't usually do that. Your accent, it, uh, really isn't from around here, is it? Sorry to pry, but I've been having some difficulty understanding folks since I arrived yesterday. You see, I'm originally from California and was relocated to Boston a few months back. I'm still trying to get used to the whole New England thing. It's a beautiful place, but you all have your own mysterious ways here!"

"Ayup, that we do. But you see I'm not from Maine - I come from parts further south where it's easier to understand people," he said with a grin.

I smiled back, and glanced around at the artwork framing the gallery walls.

"I was wondering. I notice most of the work here is nudes, and I assume you are the artist?" (His nod indicated he was) "That's a little surprising, don't you think? Small New England town and all. Normally, one would expect mainly landscapes and such."

"Yes, I suppose you would be right about that, but I have this thing about bucking trends. So far, I've been moderately sucessful. Could do better, could do worse. And this little town has been quite a nice haven for me."

"Hmmmm.....and just where do you get your models, Jack? I would think they would be scarce around here."

"A few a local girls - mostly the ones where the faces are hidden or not shown. But quite a few are tourists who come here. Women I feel a special draw to, you could say."

Taking a gulp of coffee, I could feel his eyes boring into my head. Suddenly the room seemed unbearably warm. In an effort to make it light, I tossed my hair back and flashed Jack a bright smile.

"And how do you think I would cut it as a model? Think you might do justice to the red hair?"

He didn't respond for a long time. His eyes drinking in every detail. The darkness of his eyes unfathomable and deep.

 

[ariosto]

"You know," he said, "It's damned early in the morinin' to start thinking about gettin the clothes off a 'woman...but you got me thinkin' California."

The glitter in Jack's eyes and the grin on his face made her smile.

"Who's clothes are thinking about taking off Jack?"
She said sweetly as she sipped her coffee. God! I hate coffee!

"Sam you've got the reddest hair I've ever seen, but your skin colorin' ain't pale like most carrot tops. Is that from bakin' in the California sun?"
He didn't give her a chance to answer.
"And frankly I'd like t'see a lot more of it."

She put her cup down.
"You mean the California Sun?"

He looked at her and laughed.
"Your OK Sam...your OK. But since you'll be leavin' town in a few days, we better get started."

"Started?"
She crossed her legs and stared at him innocently.
"Started doing what?"

"C'mon," he stood up like a small oak tree and held out his hand,
"The Studio's in the back, it's nice and warm and I'll pay you more than minimum wage."

She hestitated.

"Damn California there aint nothin' else to do in town on a rainy day like this!"

 

[SexyChele]

The teasing was suddenly ended, and as I realized he was serious, nervousness started to set in. Did he really mean what he said? Me? A model for a nude painting?

I looked up at him, and then down at his hand. Tentatively, I grasped it, and found myself being pulled from my seat and almost crashing into him. We moved to a curtain and when he pushed it aside, the smells of an artist's studio filled my senses. I looked around the room - well-lit, warm, comfortable furniture spread about. Easels, canvas, paper, paints and pastels all laying about in a somewhat orderly chaos.

"You can change back there, behind that screen."

I looked up at him, and then over at the screen.

"You're serious, aren't you?"

His look showed curiosity, and then a smile graced his face.

"Yes, I'm very serious. I would like very much to draw you. That is, if you don't mind?"

"No, suppose not. It's just that I've never modeled before. I'm not sure I'd be any good at it."

"Why not let me decide what is good and what is not? Just act natural and everything will be fine. Now, if you don't mind?"

He motioned to the screen, and as I walked towards it I wondered exactly what I would be changing into? As though reading my mind, he called out after me.

"For now, just slip into a robe. I'll need to figure out the best pose and angle for you."

Good. A robe. I could deal with that, right? I stepped behind the screen, and nervously stepped out of my boots, then slipped my sweater over my head, and took off my jeans. Standing there naked, I looked down at myself. Not bad, I guess. Breasts were slightly more than average, waist was small, hips flaring out. Still. I had just met this man. I saw the white robe hanging on the screen, and I slid it across my body and tied the sash about my waist. It was a couple of sizes too big, but so what?

I walked out from behind the screen just as Jack was returning from the gallery.

"Just had to lock up. Don't want any interruptions, do we?"

No, I supposed we didn't. I went to a chair and sat down as I watched Jack sort through a colorful pile of pastels and then prepare paper he would use. He grinned at me a few times, and I self-consciously brushed back my auburn hair. My hair was wavy and hund almost to my waist - it really was my best feature.

"So, will you be using pastels, then?"

"Maybe. We'll see how things work out. Now, let's work on just the right pose, shall we?"

As he stepped closer to me, I discovered my heart was pounding. Why hadn't I realized just how good looking he was before?

 

[ariosto]

He turned her this way and that...stood back, stared at her till she blushed then came back and turned her one last time so the faint rainy morning light caught her from the left side.
Sam gave a start when he began to run his hands through her rich red auburn hair, releasing it in a cascade down her back. It was as though he had known her, known her intimately for years.

"Beautiful hair." He said almost to himself.
"It's my one vanity I think." She began.

"Hush California, I believe you have vanities yet to be revealed."
He grinned at her. Such white teeth she thought. Then he gave a tug at the robes terry cloth tie and it fell open to reveal a broad
strip of tanned skin in contrast to the white of the robe.
"And it's your natural color too!"
Jack winked and she blushed, realizing just how much had been revealed.
He turned away and stood by a battered easel to which he'd already attatched a large piece of
paper.

"A quick study in charcoal first. Hows that sound?"
He was looking at her like a hawk.
"Sure...what ever you say."
"I say drop the robe California and let's take a look atya."
He already had a stick of charcoal in his hand.

It was Sam's last moment to back out...
What the hell.
The robe fell to the floor.
Jack whistled...full high breasts, a narrow waist, curving hips long tapering legs, gorgeous skin color and that incredible hair...a body fit for a king.

"Sometimes they call me King too."
"Why..."she started.
"Long story Sam, how 'bout grabbin' that chair an lookin' back at me over your shoulder."

The pose was struck and two hours later the drawing was finished. There'd been a few breaks, but he wouldn't show the work, much to her frustration. He did however make her some hot tea, put on some music and on the last break took her in his arms and kissed her.
She didn't mind. In fact as she warmed up to him and this cozy old place smelling of oil paint, coffee and cedar she was beginning to feel as though it was home.


***************

"Here it is Sam...not bad."
She rushed over to see it, not bothering with the robe and as she stood looking at it, wondering just how he had been able to make her look so good. She felt him pressing against her back and the long hard thing against her thigh was no paint brush.

 

[ariosto]

First drawing of Sam...saturday morning.

 

[SexyChele]

I discovered very quickly that having a man staring at you as he drew you was rather intoxicating. I quickly realized the power behind my nakedness - seeing the desire in his eyes, watching his hands move over the paper, knowing that my every look, my every movement was being watched and scrutinized. Also thrilling was the idea of wanting to know just how this man saw me. Would I be pleased? Would it truly look like me?

When he put down the charcoal and stated he was finished, excitment took over and I rushed to find out what he had done. As I stood before the easel, my eyes lit up with surprise. I never would have thought I looked this good!

"Oh, Jack, this is just beautiful! I can't even believe it's me! Oh thank you!"

As he pressed against me, I felt confirmed what I thought I had been noticing all along. I felt his stiffnes against my thigh as he pressed against me. Almost teasingly, I leaned slightly backward against him, feeling the length of his body against me. I heard rather than saw him wipe his hands on a cloth, and then his hands were on my body, running the full length of the side of me from my hips to the sides of my breasts.

Sighing deeply, I felt one hand brush away the hair from my neck, and his lips burning into the flesh where my neck met my shoulders. His breath was warm against my flesh, and I raised one arm to encircle his neck, throwing my head back against his shoulder. I felt his other hand slowly slide over my stomach and gently cup my breast, squeezing and rubbing his thumb over the nipple.

"So, is this how you pay your models, Mr. Bannerman?"

"Only those who have been very, very good - and that hasn't happened for a very long time."

Turning me to face him, I feel his arms circle my waist as his lips seek out mine, and I feel lost in his arms and kiss.

 

[ariosto]

I guess I've made a mistake on the drawing?
His hands were full of her breasts, squeezing, fondling, while his lips grazed over the beautiful smooth skin of her face.

What kind of mistake?
She whispered back.

Ummmm...these.
He said, raising her orbs and kissing each lust tightened nipple.
These I did'nt do justice too. They're richer...fuller...tastier.

Then his mouth was on her again, sucking her in with savage determination, as though he could take mother's milk from her. His tongue thrummed across the sensitive tips like a soft drum inside the warmth of his mouth.
Sam's hands circled behind his head and drew him closer. His arms circled her hips and she felt his powerful hands grasp her rounded buttocks and pull her into his chest. She felt the hard buttons and soft flannel of his shirt against the skin of her belly. She shivered but not from being cold.

"Am I a good model Jack?", she gasped.
He pulled away and grinned.
"Yeah, you sure are Sam."

And to show her just how good she was, he stood back and quickly stripped down in front of her.
"Let's both be nekked, whaddya say?"

She didn't say anything, she was looking at the
now released center of Jacks approval. The proof of how good a model she was.
It matched his larger than life proportions in everyway. Tall, broad and a bit overwhelming.

 

[SexyChele]

The attention Jack was paying to my breasts made me forget the pounding of rain clearly heard agains the window panes, or how much time had already passed. His lips became the focal point of my universe. Sucking hard, I believe he truly would get milk from my tender nipples, and as I ran my fingers through his hair, I smiled down at him through half-closed eyes.

As he stripped before me, I was amazed at the body before me. He made me appear positively diminutive! And he certainly wasn't one to sit around doing nothing. His body was firm, toned, well-built. Watching him undress, I could easily visualize him above me, his hips pumping against mine, my hands caressing his arms and back.

As he stood and looked into my eyes, I blushed slightly, certain he had to have known my thoughts. I looked frankly at his erection - it was impressive! And suddenly found myself acting on impulse and desire.

Reaching up, wrapping my arms about his neck, he drew his lips to mine in a tender, yet passionate kiss, that almost brought tears to my eyes. Separating from him, yet maintaining eye contact, I run my hands over his body as I slowly sink to my knees. Running my nails lightly over his ass and thighs, I bring one hand forward and lightly skim the skin of his cock, seeing his eyes fill with desire and hunger. Grasping his cock more firmly, I begin to stroke the silken skin covering the hard steel beneath.

Looking up at him, I bring my tongue lower, gently licking the sides of his cock from base to head, working my way up to the head. Circling my tongue around the head, licking at the pre-cum already accumulating, I hear him moan.

"Take it, California, take it, please."

Smiling at him, I close my lips around the head of his cock.

 

[ariosto]

His tightly muscled legs are braced apart and Sam kneels between them butterfly kissing his balls, kitten licking up and down the length of his shaft, lips teasing, kissing the swollen tip, humming to herself...

"Good God! California...",
he says, his eyes shut, feeling every delicious sensation of her stroking fingers and the toying of her capricious mouth.
"Where'd you learn to do all that?" He gasped.

He might have said something else but suddenly he felt her hands grabbing his hips, her fingers cutting into his skin and her hot mouth around his glans, licking into the velvet softness before sliding slowly and impossibly down almost the entire length of his erection.

Oh lord ...he thought, Deep throat..she can't do it. No can do it.

His eyes opened and he stared down at an extraordinary sight. With her gorgeous red hair tumbling over her shoulders, she had pulled his cock straight out and it was almost entirely within Samantha's soft full lips.
She caught his eye and winked as if to say...

One more inch...think I can do it?

 

[SexyChele]

I look up into his face at the surprise and wonderment. Laughing inwardly, I set my mind to the pleasurable task at hand, and slowly guide his erection deep into my mouth. Feeling it hit the back of my throat, I relax the muscles within my throat, willing them to take what is about to come. I feel the head of his cock slowly glide partially down my throat, while at the same time my hand continues to stroke the base of his shaft. Closing my eyes, my concentration on swallowing his massive tool, my other hand grabs his balls, stroking, pulling, squeezing, until I hear him gasp and grab the wall for support.

Slowly I feel his hips moving back and forth, the tip of my nose barely bumping against his belly. I feel his fingers tangle into my hair, holding my head, murmuring things that are barely understandable. Allowing him to move within my mouth, I move my hand to his ass, letting my nails dig into his flesh, pushing him towards me.

Faster and faster, I feel his hips moving towards my face, his body using my mouth - fucking it, going deeper and deeper. The moans come from deep within me as I feel the full length and breadth of his erection in my mouth. Suddenly, my desire to taste this man becomes overwhelming. I start to suck hard on his shaft, my tongue moving over him, my nails digging in deeper.

His movements and his gasps tell me his is close, oh so close. I feel his balls tighten against his body and feel his cock swell in my mouth.

Oh, yes....the taste of his sweet cum.....my greatest desire at this moment!

 

[ariosto]

He ran his fingers in her rich red hair and felt himself about to explode. He tightened up trying to force himself back, the sensations her mouth were causing were just to delightful to cease.
But he'd always been short on will power and this rainy day was no exception.
He grabbed her head, thrusting his cock even deeper into her throat and held it there as the wave of orgasm rocked him. Pulsing...pulsing...the cum shot through him and rocketed into the moist tunnel of her mouth.
She shuddered and he pulled back not wanting to choke her. He broke free of her lips while still ejaculating and she grabbed his spewing cock with her hands, directing the hot emissions onto her full heavy breasts. He watched as the last of his seed flowed out, glazing her nipples.

He sat down on the floor beside her.
"Holy smokes, California, I don't think I've ever had one that good."
He reached around her shoulders and pulled her to the floor. The carpet was soft against her back.

"I believe I could use a girl like you."
Sam smiled and batted playfully at his still
firm penis.
"I think I could use a guy like you too Jack."

 

[SexyChele]

Before I can catch my breath, I find myself rolling on the carpet, Jack's body seemingly all over me. Laughing and giggling, I simply cling to him. When we stop, his body is above mine, his weight comfortable against me. Casually, I wrap one leg around his, and run my nails lightly down his back.

"Mmmm. Feels good, California!"

"Good, then maybe I won't stop!"

As his lips find mine, my passion is ignited once more and I pull him to me. His fingers run through my hair, as I slide my legs up the length of his body, enjoying the feel and contour of his body. His hands run the length of my body, one hand resting on my breast, gently squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.

"I think I need to know what a little bit of California tastes like, don't you?"

Before I can respond, I feel him slide down the length of my body, kissing what seems to be every inch on his way down. Instinctively, I keep my legs spread, but his hands push against the inner thighs, pushing them further apart.

I feel his fingers spread my lips open, and for what seems like an eternity, I watch as he simply looks. I smile at him, as I feel his fingers begin to trace the lines of one of my labia.

"So, tell me, Jack. See something there you would like to draw?"

"Nah, California, I see something here that might be worth a taste!"

As he lowers his face towards me, I cannot suppress a slight giggle.

 

[Captain Blue]

First drawing of Sam...saturday morning.

Nice Pics !!!!

 

[ariosto]

Using his thumbs to spread the silky pink lips wide, Jack began to lick the moist flesh inside, long slow licks which slid deeper each time. She tasted like salt and honey. He would pause now and then to tease her clitoris with the tip of his tongue, flicking it back and forth, pressing it, sucking the pearl between his lips and teeth before plunging once again into her warm sweet passage. Sam moaned and buried her fingers in his hair, pulling him tighter between her legs, He felt her thighs tighten around his face...the soft skin against his beard..He pushed forward and raised her hips off the carpet. Reaching outwith one hand he pulled a cushion over and slid under her. He looked up from between her legs with a twinkle in his eye. She saw that his face was already moist and glistening. He slid one of his long fingers into her vagina, pumping it slowly in and out until it was coated with her juices then she felt it pushing into her other tighter passage.

"Relax California, we have all day don't we?'
His finger was slowly sinking deeper and deeper. She shuddered and tightened up in spite of herself.

"Now let me give you something else to consider"
His face dropped below the the rise of her mons once again and as he buried his finger it's full length into her ass his tongue became a living thing, swirling it's way deep into Sam's tight hot
pussy.

 

[SexyChele]

His finger in my ass at first felt foreign. As everything about this man, his fingers were huge. But as he moved it back and forth, as I began to relax, my body began to respond. Moaning softly, looking at his face covered with the juices my body was pouring forth, made me catch my breath and want to feel this man all the more.

Giving myself over to the feelings this man was producing, I moved my hips against his face and hands, my fingers tracing a path through his hair. Pushing him into me, I wrapped my legs around his head, my ankles locked loosely across his back.

His tongue was darting and moving around my clit, around the entrance to my sex. His finger buried in my ass. Bringing my hands up, across my body, I began to play with my breasts - kneading, pinching, squeezing. Lifting one breast, I lean down and slowly take the nipple into my mouth. Flicking the tender skin with my tongue, I tighten my lips around the tight bud and begin to suckle. Glancing down, I can see that Jack is watching me intently. He increases his movements on my clit, his own excitement building.

I love putting this show on for him. Allowing myself to gradually lose control, I feel the beginning stirrings of my orgasm building deep within me. Struggling to hold it back, it is almost as though Jack knows what is coming and is determined to bring it forth. Moaning loudly around my nipple, I wonder which of us will be sucessful.

 

[ariosto]

Licking her sex...teasing her clit with his tongue and lips and teeth, Jack watches her
hands...long tapering fingers...nails pressed into flesh...he watches her hands lift and squeeze and present the stiff young nipple to her waiting mouth. Strawberry lips purse and take in the pinkness of the bud. He meets her eyes...
"Let me join you for a bit California", he breaths.
He gives up his luncheon on her pretty sex to slide up Sam's
smooth ivory body and take her other breast in his hands and suck in the warm tip, to tongue and play with, roll and swirl, kiss and bite...
Their faces are side by side, she feels his beard rough against her cheek, his breath heats the curves of ear and throat. Her breasts have each their own lover...she tastes a wet, rich warmth in her mouth and knows she has again made milk. Once that bothered her but know she knows how sweet the taste is and what it does to men.
Jacks mouth began to fill with the delicious surprise and he squeezed her all the harder feeling the warm liquid spurt from the coral bud and flow sweetly down his throat.
In this position face to face and suckling with exquisite abandon, Jack pressed his cock against her sex and she spread her legs wide to open for him. Already moist from the attentions of his mouth and tongue
he felt himself sliding into the hot liquidy satin of her passage...deeper...deeper...deeper.

He wanted to paint pictures on her smooth skin with the milk her breasts were offering...

 

[SexyChele]

Feeling him suckle at my breasts, his lips tight around the nipple, his teeth biting slightly, I once again felt that twinge from within my breasts. Not having any control over this, I knew my breasts were once again producing the sweet milk that seemed to drive men to distraction. As Jack began to suckle with even more abandon, I knew he was no different, and that the sweetness coming from my nipples must be a surprise for him.

My fingers in his hair, I smiled down at him as I feel the milk leave my breast. In a strange way, not only is it erotic, it feels relief flooding my body. A strange emptying that makes me feel whole and totally sexual.

As he continues, I spread my thighs wide, feeling his arousal between them. Sighing deeply, wrapping my legs around his waist, I encourage him with the movements of my body. Soon, I am rewarded for my efforts.

As I feel him slide into me, I gasp with pleasure. Just as everything about this man, his member is also big. Yet, the fight is tight and filling and utterly pleasurable. As his hips begin to pump into me, his mouth works frantically over my breasts. His lips have left the one he was sucking, and has now moved to the other one - sucking hard, until I feel the tingle and know that his mouth is once again begin coated with my sweet milk. Arching my back, allowing him full access, he surprises me by wrapping his arms around me and suddenly turning over onto his back.

I wind up on top of him, straddling his hips, his member sill buried deeply inside of me. Pulling me down towards him, his lips continue to suck and lick and bite the nipples feeding him.

Moving against him, allowing the feel of him to fill me completely, I feel his hips rising up to meet me. Each time, my swollen clit rubs against his pelvis, I feel that much closer to orgasm. Oh, but not now - this is just too good to enjoy! Trying to slow things down a bit, I feel his hand on my ass, pressing me to him. I smile down at a face that has become a mask of pleasure.

"Yes, okay, Jack. Let us come together then, shall we?"

 

[ariosto]

She rode him slowly at first and he was content to lay back and watch her. Her face was beautifully flushed and framed in a wild red cascade of wanton hair. The flush extended down across her
breasts which rose and fell enticingly with every movement of her body up and down the strong thick shaft of his cock. He looked at her nipples, teased into rosey erections a bead of precious milk on their very tips.
He thought again of the taste of it and reached out with both hands to hold her hips and pull her down hard onto him. Jack arched up, driving himself into her so far she cried out!... and then he held her there. Twisting and swaying, gripped tight by his powerful hands and impaled around the long hot piston inside her.
Their eyes locked together...
"I want to look at you when you cum for me baby. I want to look into your eyes and watch your soul when I cum into you...are you ready?"

She gasped and nodded and he slowly released his grip on her allowing her to flex her thighs and rise up the length of his glistening shaft. Then he gripped her hard again and pulled her back down the length of him all the way , all the way...holding her tight against him once more...relishing the feel of himself filling her tight warm body. He moved slowly under her, twisting deep inside. She leaned far forward, her fingers and nails clawing into the hair on his broad chest. Jack arched up into her again and again driving himself as far as he could go. His arms encircled her waist locking her onto him, crushing her to him, her breasts driving into his hard chest. He violently thrust up...over and over and over!
Their faces were inches apart, all he could see were her eyes...alive feral, glowing...
"Now Sam...Now!
He released her completely and she reared back up like a wild thing flexing her legs , riding him like she was possessed...hard..hard...HARDDD.....

OH GODDDD JACK!
He watched her eyes when she came he felt her hot juices bathe his cock in sweet oils...
It was his turn next...

 

[SexyChele]

Breathing heavily, I collapse against Jack. My breath coming in ragged depths, I feel his body, almost cool beneath my feverish one. His hands stroking my back, down to my ass, cupping my cheeks as he moves me along his hard shaft.

Sitting up, feeling the fullness of him within me, he leans up on his elbows. Without saying a word, but with a smile in his eyes, he pulls me off of his cock, and turns me away from him. Placing a pillow in front of me, he gently pushes between my shoulder blades, pushing my face into the pillow. My ass stays in the air, it's round fullness opened in display for him.

Feeling his hands roam over my firm cheeks, I begin to clutch the pillow, wanting to feel him in my body once more. Feeling him move his cock around my pussy, feeling the wetness still there, I move backwards, trying to swallow his cock to its fullest.

I hear him laugh softly, before I feel his hand spread my cheeks wide, and feel him slowly enter me. Almost going into me an inch at a time, I gasp at the feeling of him in me once again. His hands on my hips, as he moves faster and faster against me, until the skin of his belly slaps against my ass.

Moaning softly at his thrusts, I begin to move against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. I feel him bend over my back, his lips near my ear.

"Ever take it up the ass, Sam? Ever have a man's cock up this sweet, tight ass of yours? Are you still a virgin there, or has some man already initiated you into that pleasure?"

At first fear strikes my heart, and then curiosity. Moaning at his words, I know he waits for an answer.

"No, Jack. I've never had a cock in my ass - never!"

"Would you like to, Sam? Would you like mine to be your first?"

My eyes closing in pleasure, my moans giving me away, I can barely whisper back.

"Yes, Jack. Please. Take my ass. But - uh - please be gentle?"

"Sure, baby, I will be."

 

[ariosto]

He fucked her with lazy deep strokes and began to work his finger into her tight virgin gate. He told her to relax and took his time. He pushed in past the first knuckle, then the second.
Sam moaned and pushed back on him taking both his cock and forefinger in all the way.

How does it feel California...does it hurt too much?

She gripped the pillow tighter...
Nooo...noooo....feels gooood.

He moved his finger in slowly widening circles inside her ass while
relentlessly driving himself deep into her vagina. He could feel his hard erection moving against his finger...

Feel's like two cocks in you doesn't it?...A big one...
He suddenly drove himself into her hard enough to make her gasp.

and a little one...
A second finger now began to work it's way in next to the first.
from the ease of it's entry she realised he had coated it with a lubricant and she was able to relax fully and take in both.

Ready baby?

Jack withdrew his fingers and wet glitening erection from her pussy. He spread her apart and pressed the tip of his cock into her ass, pausing and leaning over her back...

OK California...here it comes. Slow and sweet.

 

[SexyChele]

His teasing was driving me crazy. His cock ramming my pussy was distinctly between pleasure and pain, his finger in my ass only caused me to want more.

As he spread me open, his cock playing at the very entrance to my most delicate area, I held my breath. Slowly, I felt him push forward, seeking to gain entrance. Pushing out against him, I felt the head of his cock slide slowly into my ass. Stopping and allowing me to get used to him, I began to breathe deeply, my body screaming it's confusion between the pleasure and the pain.

Slowly, I became accustomed to him, and began moving against him, slowly at first, inching my way along his cock. Taking the hint, I felt his hands on my hips, his slow movements against me, following my lead. As I begin to stretch to accommodate him, I stopped moving to feel the full impact of his movements.

Slowly he moved forward until his cock was buried full between my ass cheeks. I heard him sigh as I gasped, and he held the position, letting us both feel him buried as deeply as possible.

Then he began to move, slowly at first, almost delicately.

"More, Jack, give me more! Faster!"

Almost tentatively, he began to move against me with ever increasing speed. Eventually his body was slapping against the cheeks of my ass, as I began to finger my clit. Rubbing my clit, I slid on finger deep into my pussy where I could feel his movements in my ass.

"Don't stop, Jack! Faster - fuck my ass faster!"

 

[ariosto]

Jack leaned far over her back, running his hands down her spine...buried all the way in, he relished the tight hot velvet vise that held him.

"Faster, baby...you want faster?"

Sam moaned and pushed back on him. He could feel her fingers moving in her pussy, ...feel them against his cock.
"yessssssssss...faster..."

He withdrew his full length paused, took her hips in his hands and threw himself into her.
She cried out balling up her fists.

He withdrew, then plunged in again
and again...faster and faster.
He was beginning to go crazy!...this was DELICIOUS!
"Damn California...I'm about to lose it baby!"


OOC...sorry for the short post Chele ...I'm having to hurry, leaving in a few hours.

 

[SexyChele]

Feeling him plunge in and out of me, the feel of him filling my ass completely was overwhelming. Crying out my pleasure, my fingers frantically working my pussy, I tried to move against him, but his hands held me firm.

As he sunk his cock deeply into me once more, I felt as though he were reaching my very core. As he pulled out, I felt him hesitate.

"Jack! Don't stop! Not now - fuck my ass!"

- CRACK -

I screamed out in pleasure as his hand came down hard on my cheeks. Just as I was catching my breath, I felt him drive his cock into me as his hand once again struck my ass. My fingers moving quickly over my clit, my screams filling the studio.

Again and again his hand came down hard on my ass as his cock drove deeper and deeper into my ass. I could feel the heat radiating from my cheeks, and knew my ass had to be bright pink. Jack was grunting over my back and I could feel his eyes on my reddened cheeks.

Using the juices almost pouring from my cunt, I worked my clit over until I felt the release that I was building to. As Jack slapped my cheeks and pounded my ass, my body tensed and then released as a scream escaped my lips and my body began to convulse and shake in one of the mose intense orgasms that I had ever had.